A/N : For a better flow, i will be writing the characters in 3rd person view. It easier that way.

Bright sunlight filtered through drapes which were never closed but that did not seem to wake the girl sleeping soundly on the big bed.
But moments later her alarm broke that peaceful slumber.

Groaning as she woke up, Anya flailed about on the bed in order to reach the device making the noise.

After battling with stray bedsheets, tossed about due to the restless night, she finally located her cellphone and turned the alarm off.

Laying back down on her pillows, she at last opened her eyes, puffy and swollen as a result of the crying streak last night. She lay down quietly, watching the room, while trying to gather herself enough to actually bother about getting up.

Last night was something she wished never to witness again. Those eyes...

No. No. She would not focus on it right now. If she herself was traumatized by what happened yesterday, then what were they going through? The only thing she could focus on was making sure it did not happen again.

She really did not wish to go through the whole song and dance of the procedure. Looming over was the rule that the first bidder would be the ones given privilege of the evening with the hybrid they bid on.

Safe to say that the ones she wanted would be the ones everybody would race to get.

She made up her mind. It was not prudent to wait even till the designated 6 o clk, especially for Yoongi.
He had bit Seojin deep. No matter what, that bitch would want to see him punished.

Given that if she wanted to stop it, she easily could but the timing was of matter. What if she was too late and some irreparable damage was already done to him?

That though send panic crashing through her, waking her up completely. She sat up on her bed, her strap of nightgown slipping down one shoulder to bare one creamy shoulder, while her hair cascaded around her in a dark perfumed cloud.

Anya reached for her cellphone again. Right now the time was 4:30pm.
That amazed her. Shocked, she grasped that she had actually slept through her alarms. This alarm was the one she had set to start getting ready.

Yesterday was really exhausting emotionally.

She swept the covers away as she climbed down from the high bed. Reaching the mirror, she assessed the damage. Especially her eyes.

Not too bad... nothing a little makeup would not fix...

Getting in a quick shower, because her instincts told her she would not get time to freshen up for the evening, she donned a robe and called Peter.

"I don't blame you for sleeping in, i kind of expected it" Peter greeted her with it.

"I know. But i should have woken up earlier. Can you do me a favour? Tell Mr. Park that i want to meet him in 20 minutes?"

"Will do." Peter replied.

As soon as she was going to cut off the call to go get ready, Peter hesitated a bit.

"Peter? Something the matter?"

"Well, you should know, something happened while you were asleep. It was one of the hybrids. The bird hybrid from yesterday i think."

Anya froze as she heard him. Seokjin? Did he mean something happened to Seokjin?

"Seokjin?" Anya asked shakily.

"I believe that is his name." Peter said.

"In details." Was all that Anya said. Dread already flowing in her veins.

Peter did not hesitate. He explained the whole thing in crisp, short sentences without any delay "Around 3 pm Seokjin came to this room. At that time only the maids were around. I was on duty outside your door. He wanted to talk to you. I knew from yesterday that you liked him, so i asked him to wait a bit while i went to wake you up. But all of a sudden he went down."

Anya took a shaky breath "His collar was activated?"

"Yes."

Anya felt like crying. Seokjin had tried to reach out to her. She could only imagine about the courage it would have taken to do something like this.

Peter continued, but he had a undertone of anger in his voice. "Apparently, your room is under watch by Park's guards. The one on duty saw him."

That did not surprise her. Not one bit. She knew how closely she would be watched but Peter was a different story all together.

Peter had been her guard for 6 years now, since she was 18. He was 5 years older than her. Anything that compromised her safety, privacy or caused her pain, was something that he took personally.

This was, according to him, a clear invasion of her privacy. Which meant it ticked him off. It ticked him off greatly.

"What happened to him?" Anya asked, partly because she needed to know and partly to take Peter's anger off from the incident.

"He was dragged away. When i asked, i was informed he would be taken to Park."

Anya closed her eyes and nodded to herself, while clutching the phone to her. "Pass my message to Park. Tell him i will meet him in the foyer in 20 minutes."

"I will. Anya, just know something..."

I waited for him to continue.

"I know you enough to know that you are going to buy him. Him and Yoongi, right?" He asked me gently.

"Yes."

"Then you should know this is perhaps the second time the collar has been used on him. Also Yoongi. You know the complications right?"

I had not thought about that! Using it three times in 48 hours could potentially harm the brain of a hybrid. Both Yoongi and Seokjin had been shocked twice already.

"I am aware."

"Try to buy them as fast as you can. Take away the control of their lives from Park quickly Anya. If suddenly they activate the collar, then the hybrids will be beyond help.
I'll let Park know about coming soon."

Anya disconnected the call. The urgency was real. She had no idea how coordinated Park's staff were and if anyone decided to punish them again.

Anya broke of that line of thinking and decided to get ready asap.

She donned a pink satin dress. Looking in the mirror, though, the dress looked a little plain. Especially given their surroundings. Also given her stature.

But then again, by the evening, she would be the only one still having a dress on. By that respect, this dress was gorgeous.

Leaving her hair loose to fall softly till her waist, she put on some chunky diamond earrings and a pair of strappy heels.

No matter any situation, a girl needed her heels. Especially when she would be sitting down most of the time.

She usually did not wear dresses like these at home. These were reserved only for events, to impress others.... Give me a pair of sweats and hoodie and i could probably die happy.

A knock at the door made her look for the time. 20 minutes exactly.

She turned around to look at the spacious room. She really hoped that at the end of the evening she could have 2 hybrids here with her. Safe.

Moving towards the door, she opened it to find Jackson standing for her. He gave a once over to her and unclipped the communicator on his cuff to speak into it. "We need another to tail her."

Anya rolled her eyes at him and said, "One of these days you could simply say i look good. Directly to me."

"You look good." Jackson deadpan said to her in a bored tone.

She smiled at his antics, some of the tension evaporating at his playful banter, as he wanted.

He gave Anya a smile and indicated for her to precede him, "Shall we?"

She started walking forward.

Going to the stairs, she saw Park, pacing back and forth at the base, taking his handkerchief out to wipe his brows occasionally.

He was nervous. He thought he had messed up once again by letting a hybrid approach her. What's more it was the same hybrid that had disobeyed him at the procession.

This was good. Anya could use it to her advantage very easily. She straightened her back and started descending the stairs.

Immediately Park's eyes snapped to her. He looked at her with want in his eyes but quickly bowed down. As she reached the end of the stairs Park went ahead to say something when Anya raised a hand to stop him on his tracks.

"I would like to meet the hybrid from yesterday evening right now. I trust you remember my request from yesterday.".

"Yes , yes, of course, let me escort you to him." He asked eagerly.
Anya nodded and went with him.

Park started talking again, "I know i keep apologising but i need to apologise yet again for what happened today, i assure you-"

"Your assurance has no value to me anymore." Anya coldly cut him off.

Park gulped and nodded, not wanting to agitate her, simply started to guide her to a room at the far end of the mansion.

Entering it, it was a simple room, of fairly medium size. But it was lined with cages on the side. Most of those cages were occupied, at least 8 to 9 of them.

The host made her go forward till the first cage.

At once she could see the male inside the cage. He was kneeling down, was completely naked, his head bent down. But his ears were perked up straight and his tail kept swishing from side to side. The ever present huge broad collar, shiny.

Yoongi.

"I did not punish him. I thought you will be the one to determine that. What he did to Seojin-shii crossed a huge line for me and what he almost did to you."

"Under normal circumstances his life would have been terminated right at that moment. But i thought you would like to give that command."
Park said quickly trying to assure me to let go of the grudge by giving me the control over one of his prized and in demand hybrid.

Anya expected him to say something like this. She wanted him to say this. The plan she had vaguely made up when she had seen Park pacing nervously, was actually going pretty smoothly.

She noticed Yoongi's tail had stilled completely yet he still maintained his posture, not a sound of protest or distress leaving him.

If only i could see his eyes I bet there would be myriad of emotions there.

But she could not concentrate on that. Because she felt a strange and a strong Deja vu. Of seeing a silently deadly dark gaze looking at her from behind a cage, a prison. A gaze, she thought, would maybe.........

Just then, another voice cut in. A known voice. "Please can i talk to you once Master Anya?" acute desperation evident in the tone and urgency.

She turned her head to see further along the rows of cage, noticing a hand, palms down, sticking out of the cage door, resting on the floor.

Seokjin was here too.

Park spluttered beside her in complete rage "Why that filthy half breed slave-how fucking dare he address you?? I will have hi--" in anger he strode ahead to the cage Seokjin was in.

"STOP." Anya called after him firmly. The command in her voice stopping him immediately.

He turned back to her with disbelief. "Do you want to deal with him too?" He said, relaxing a bit.

Anya looked at Yoongi who stubbornly held the same posture except the flicking of his tail frequently now at the outburst Park made against Seokjin.

Whatever Seokjin had to say, she doubted it would be something that she wanted Park to hear.

"I would like to speak to him alone. Leave us." She commanded.

"What? No, i can't do that, what if they --"

"Did you just now refuse me?" Anya asked in a low tone.

Park stopped at once. Horror filled his expression. "No, No Anya-shii, i was just concerned about your safety, should the hybrids--"

He stopped short once again when he saw Anya was now glowering in anger at him. He audibly gulped, not wanting to make the woman angry.

Anya slowly let the anger leave her expression and tilted her head back a little, lips tilted in a mockingly cruel smile, "Leave. Do NOT make me repeat myself."

Bobbing his head multiple times Park hurried out of the room in a jiffy. He was out of the room in the next instant.

Anya looked back at Jackson "Guard the door please, don't let anyone come in and can you please ask another guard to stay outside to make sure he does not enter?" She said in a soft voice.
a soft request in her tone, no heat of command in it.

Jackson nodded, moving himself to the door while talking in his cuff. Seconds later 2 firm knocks sounded on the door signalling the arrival of another guard.

Jackson knocked back and then gave her a thumbs up to proceed.

She now looked back at the hybrids in the room. There was 1 female and 7 more males in the cages beside Seokjin and Yoongi.

5 out of them were unconscious and the remaining were too conditioned to bother listening to anything happening in the room if they were not being addressed directly.

When Anya looked back in Yoongi's cage, it was to find the hybrid looking at her now.

A sudden thud in her heart, she noticed his expression.

His head was slightly cocked to one side, while his eyes did not reveal anything. The dark gaze that had haunted her the other night, remained guarded. He was looking at her not as any slave would but as a male who found a female interesting. That boldness was in complete contrast to his submissive pose.

And oddly, right.

Good. She thought. This was much more preferable to the agony she had seen.

But first she had to go to Seokjin. Breaking eye contact with Yoongi, she went forward to Seokjin, to find him looking at her too.

Sitting down on the floor of the cage, he looked up to her with hope in his eyes.
Her face softened at once on seeing him.

Coming closer to his cage she asked "Why did you need to see me Seokjin?"

"Master, i wanted to..... " Seokjin gulped and looked down again. He clenched his hands on his laps while a tic appeared on his jaws.

Anya looked around for a chair and finding one she dragged it in front of his cage and sat down. Then she remained quiet, giving the Eagle hybrid some time to gather himself.

Seokjin swallowed and started again. This time his eyes tightly shut. In a stable but low voice he said "You are looking to buy multiple hybrids, please buy us. Me, Yoongi and our 5 friends." It came out in a rush. A string of sentences he pushed out of his mouth with courage he had not shown till now.

He was pleading. He was begging.

Anya sat back on hearing him. Too many things came to head for her to sort it out.

She had already planned on buying Seokjin and Yoongi. Knowing both of them were friends made it better.

As for the rest she needed to buy, she had thought that she would ask them to pick, so in a way it was fine. 7 fit perfectly well too.

Originally she had thought of buying 5 or more.

Seven... Seven... Seven...

So okay, his request was doable.

She focused back on Seokjin to see his body wreaked with slight tremors of fear. Fear of being rejected or maybe fear of the punishment to be given for talking in such a manner.

Anya said kindly "I will need a bit more information about your friends Seokjin. Are they also part of the 15 hybrids like you?"

Jin breathed out harshly, letting go of the fear of being rejected. This might actually happen! He thought. They might actually be bought together. He wanted to cry in joy. Her reply sounded like the dream he was seeing last night. Was this moment really happening? That too so fluidly and easily? With no protests or questions or amused laughter or humiliation? Jin wanted to lean forward and touch her once just to be sure of reality.

But first, he needed to answer her. Show her that contrary to evidence, he could be a good hybrid for her. He knew, after all, that was what she wanted in the first place.

"Yes. Yes they are in that list but i promise you they are really good hybrids."

"Can i know their names? I remember most of the names." Anya asked.

"Namjoon, Jungkook, Taehyung, Jimin and Hoseok." He said promptly.

Uh oh.... Taehyung and Jungkook?

She remembered both of them. Those two were too perfectly conditioned. But then, she remembered the tear from Taehyung's eyes. Maybe, just maybe, she might be able to help them after all.

If they were friends, then surely Seokjin and Yoongi would help too.
For now, Anya decided not to say anything about knowing their status on conditioning. By definition hybrids were extremely loyal. She did not want to spook Seokjin into getting defensive about Taehyung and Jungkook, making him think she was specially interested in the taste of puppet like slaves.

So she simply nodded. Then said "I don't recognize the last two names. You said they were also part of the 15?"

At this Seokjin paled. He got nervous and swallowed again. Not looking her in the eyes.

In a breathy barely there voice he answered, "They are the 2 male snake hybrids."

What??

Woah!!

No. Noooo.

A big no.

Snake hybrids??? That was a bit too much even for her. No, that wasn't even too much, that was downright dangerous. Her plan was to make every single one of them break the mold of being a slave, have them become bold and lethal as they were supposed to be but snake hybrids were already that. She refused to drug or chain any of her hybrids and to be allowing snake hybrids to roam freely without either was laughable in the face of safety.

She started to shake her head slightly when a voice cut in.

"They are really good hybrids, nothing like its made out to be. They are our friends. Please meet them once before you refuse. They are just misunderstood. Thats all. Please. Please. Snake or not, they are as regular as us."

This came from Yoongi. In a voice which was half pleading half desperation. The desperation in his voice made her pause from all the musings about the stereotypes about the reptilian hybrids.

Honestly Anya was half expecting him to join in on the conversation right after she knew he was Seokjin's friend, but the topic he joined in on, spoke a lot about both him, and the hybrids in question.

She leaned back on the chair, crossing her legs on her knees as she thought about it. As regular as them huh? Well technically they all were predators. If the conditioning point was taken out of the equation I guess snakes will be the same. At the end of the day, she wanted to destroy any conditioning they might have, in fact the criteria she had for buying the hybrids were preferably the ones who had broken conditioning. Then in the respect, weren't snake hybrids the perfect ones?

No doubt they were going to be a challenge. But if they were their friends, They would not leave them behind. That much was evident from the way Seokjin asked to buy all 7 and Yoongi tried to plead about their nature. It would seem, being together was important for them.

Added to the fact that she had a suspicion that all the snake hybrids were going to be in the hidden auction as their price was never told.

Which brought forth the next problem. Would the mission of Ye Jun be disrupted if 2 hybrids were taken away?
Most likely not, if she bought them before the evening started. If no one bid on them, then they would be simply replaced by other hybrids.

Bad though it sounded, right now the only focus she could give was on saving the ones she could.

But it did put the entire thing on time limit. She needed to buy them now.

Thinking back to the snake hybrid with the angelic smile, Anya thought maybe what Yoongi said was actually true.

Maybe, just maybe Snake hybrids were misunderstood.
That or she was bringing home her own death.

Looking at Seokjin, she nodded. "Okay. I will buy all of you. Most probably right now. But i need to meet Jimin and Hoseok afterwards. Whether its just my prejudice or not is something that I need to find out before I take you all home. But yes, I will be buying all 7 of you."

"Wait? What?? Master--" Seokjin's expression first remained stunned, disbelief coursing through, soon though he was filled with a blinding happiness. His heartbeat increasing and his entire body feeling light, He beamed at her barely able to contain himself, while Anya could only sit there somewhat astounded.

He was otherworldly handsome! That smile transformed his face into a jaw droppingly gorgeous man. Her poor heart did a somersault in her chest again. Was this the Seokjin that was buried beneath all the pain and humiliation? This magnificent, happy person?

"THANKYOU MASTER!" Seokjin said "Thank you. We will do our best to serve you. I promise you, you will never regret this decision in your life."

"Make the transaction now then Anya, its already 5:15pm." Jackson, who was silent throughout the conversation, abruptly said from the door.

Gathering herself, she stood up "Ask for him please?" Jackson promptly opened the door to relay the message to the other guard.

She went up to Yoongi to see him sitting back in the cage, head tilted up, eyes tightly shut as he repeatedly swallowed.

On her approach he opened his eyes and gave a slight smile. His brooding eyes having a light in it. "Please make this happen Master." He struggled a little before continuing "I shall serve you with my whole self. Worthless as my promise might mean to you, but you have it anyway. I will never disappoint you." His deep voice promised in a serious manner.

She remained quiet. Obviously it was a big deal for the hybrid. Something told her he was a proud being and giving his consent, his supplication was something he had never done before. But right now was not the time to let him know how exactly she would treat them. Not before they were legally hers.

Though right now she was excited. Too excited. Anya couldn't believe it. She was going to be the owner of 7 hybrids. All of them predators, while 2 of them snake.

My life would change completely.

She would bever be lonely anymore.

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"You would like to buy all of these hybrids? 2 of them are snake hybrids." Park asked once again, still dumbfounded.

"You know, making me repeat things multiple times usually does not end well for the person Park Jihaan." Anya drawled out in a bored tone.

They were currently seated in Park's office. 3 of her guards were inside the room, 2 standing at the door while Peter stood directly behind her. She was seated opposite Park at his desk. His lawyer flanking him.
Both Yoongi and Seokjin stood to her other side, head down back straight.

She had insisted they be present as well.

The office, just like the rest of the house was too gaudy and ostentatious.

It was like Park wanted to show off his status but always ended up looking desperate.

"No no, i understood, i just was making sure again. This actually means a lot that you are buying 7 hybrid from us --"

"Shelf it." Anya cut him off. "Proceed with the rest if you please."

"Of course. Right away. The snakes will cost you less because of their nature and i will lower Yoongi's price as well as you know he is not behaved, rest--"

This was getting tedious for Anya. It was now 6:30, the evening would be starting in half an hour and all she wanted was to get the legal documents, the controller and the word.

She then had to go meet the hybrids she was going to take home with her. Especially Jimin and Hoseok.

All the time was wasted getting Park over the disbelief over her selecting to buy the 'defective' hybrids, Yoongi and Seokjin rather than have them killed.

Though when the other 5 was mentioned, the only surprise was the request of buying snake hybrids. No protest was made.

Still. He had wasted a lot of time.

"60 Mil each." Anya cut him off again.

Both the lawyer and Park gaped at her. In her periphery she saw Yoongi and Seokjin shifting.

"Anya-shii, ummm do you mean 60Million per hybrid? That would be 420 Million in total?"

"You are now testing my nerves Mr. Park, by making me repeat almost everything i am saying. Are u perhaps deaf?"

"Sorry. I apologise. I just...."

"Your repeated apologies are getting really tedious" she said, slightly rubbing her temples, "Just draw the documents right now. I want it in the next 15 minutes. I need new collars and their controllers given to me that no one else should possess. Get my information on their microchip."

She steamrolled over him.

"Have all my hybrids brought to my room. All of them. Have them cleaned. No one is to touch them. While i transfer the funds to your name, have their names withdrawn from the list. And oh, do let me know their word."

When both Park and his lawyer still continued to gape at her, she really got irritated.

"I am paying good money to you Mr. Park. And that is simply a courtesy. If i so want, i can easily get your institution torn down and then select my hybrid anyways. So dont push me in that direction."

Anya stood up from her chair and leaned over with her hands on the desk to deliver the rest of the words closer to Park.

"You said you would have my every desires met? My desire is to not be jerked about by incompetent fools tripping over and taking a long time to do a job i am paying handsomely for, wasting my time and trying my patience till the last thread." She said seductively. Lethally.

Wrapped in silken voice, there was no doubt about what it really was. A threat. A threat that could come true with a few phone calls.

Park jumped to action as soon as she leaned over.

"N-no Anya-shii. Th-this will b-be d-d-don-done immediately. I will n-n-nnot go in the evening ce-celebr-rations till i have completed this." He stuttered badly while jerking in his seat to start up his computer, signalling frantically to his lawyer to start.

"Good. As for the rest of my hybrids. Seokjin and Yoongi will accompany 3 of my guards where ever the rest of them are. My guards will be supervising their collar change and cleaning while you and I complete the process.

Then all 7 will directly go to my room. Permanently for the rest of the event. Make it happen." Anya directed and then dismissed the man who was now jumping towards the phone to get the instructions met.

Even though Park Jihaan was beyond happy for the money he was making, he was terrified right now. He had managed to irritate the lady completely, and she had a famous reputation for when that happened. Right now he was trying to pacify her completely and then still continue to be a good host for her, to remain in her and her family's good graces. When the 5 day event was done, and she would depart, that is when he would enjoy the money and gloat.

Anya now turned to Peter. With one look, Peter understood what she wanted. He gave a slight nod as he turned to stride out of the door to the 2 other guards outside to accompany him and the hybrids.

Anya went to the hybrids, keeping her voice low she said "Never look down from now on."

Ears perking up and tail going wild, Yoongi lifted his head to look at her immediately. Seokjin took sometime, but when he lifted his head, his gaze was steady.

Anya smiled "Good. Now i need you to listen to me."

Both the hybrids turned their bodies a little towards her, focus fixed.

"Make sure that when they put on the new collars, they hand over the controller to my guards BEFORE they fix it. All the controllers. If any person tries to touch you or steal the controller, or hide it, inform my guards, especially Peter, immediately."

Their gazes held steely determination but also wonder. Wonder and hope. The look that they gave her was boderline reverent.

Anya put her hand up, palms foward, waiting for them to understand. Both of them looked down then back at her then down again. Anya waited patiently.

After a few moments, Yoongi timidly placed his much larger hand on hers. Seokjin hesitated twice before placing his on top of Yoongi's.

Feeling a lovely warmth surrounding her at this tentative trust slowly building between them, Anya placed her other hand on top of Seokjin. Sandwiching their huge palms with her own small ones and curling her fingers around theirs.

It felt right.

"You all are My hybrids. As such, no one here or anywhere else can touch you. So if anyone does try to, till you have reached my room, i am repeating again, let Peter know. No one can attempt to harm any of you without dealing with the consequences. No one. Is that understood?"

Something entered their expressions at her spoken words. It made them hold her hands tighter, made them stand with more confidence. It made them unleash a little bit of their wild aura.

Anya could not place the emotion she saw in them.

"We understand." Yoongi said in his deep voice.

She let go of their hands as Peter came forward. Both the hybrids looked at him as he acknowledged them "Ready when you are." He said.

"Go. Its almost time for the event to start. Get them before people start their bids."

All of them turned and walked away out of the doors, being led by one of Park's men. But this times, both Seokjin and Yoongi faced forwards, gaits confident.

As Anya sat back on the desk, preparing to transfer the money, it suddenly clicked what the emotion was that she saw in them.

It was Possessiveness.

They were starting to get possessive of her too.

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45 minutes later, Park Jihaan looked up from the papers he had printed having just received via email, comfirming the entire process and said with a huge smile, "It is done."

Anya sat back on her chair, feeling excitement coiling deep within her as she looked about the room with Park, his 4 lawyers and a Official deputy of State along with her 3 guards, all tired after bulldozing through the lengthy process and completing it in record time.

Snakes complicated things a bit and usually it would have taken 3 days but she had refused to wait so long.

Anya was now the official and legal owner of 7 hybrids. They were hers. They now belonged to just her.

"Thankyou gentleman. I appreciate your effort. Now please excuse me and Mr. Park. We have something to discuss. Have a nice day." She politely asked all others to exit the room.

The men started to gather their things and soon exited the room while her guards took their usual positions over the door while Jackson stood directly behind her.

"Their words." Was all that Anya said to Park

The trigger words. Whenever any hybrid was captured, or raised, they were all given a word to which extreme pain was inflicted to them. Soon the hybrids were trained to expect brutal pain whenever the word was uttered. It was as effective as the collars, making them drop to the ground on hearing it.

Psychological conditioning at its best.

"Yes of course. But you will have to remember it. The words are a bit unusual for them. Its better to just used the collar in low voltages than to remember. I have it on a drive, I myself forgot them."

"then transfer the file to my mail."

Park nodded again, quickly finishing the job.

"Congratulations Anya-shii. I know if anyone can tame snake hybrids or the big cats, it will be you." Park said, slightly relaxed and elated too. The most important purchase of the event was successful. For him, now he could just relax and let things flow as it would. He did not anticipate any other complication.

Anya stood up fluidly from the chair, her dress swirling about till it settled again. She gave the host one of her dazzling smile. "I shall join the evening a bit later with or without my hybrids. Please infor the bidders."

"Will you not like to share with the others? There will be people wanting to use a few you have bought."

Anya turned and walked towards the door which her guards opened for her. When she reached the threshold, she said to the man left behind in the room,

"I never share anything that belongs to me. If you don't want any ugly situations blooming in your event, make everyone understand that fact. Good evening."

Saying so she continued on to the path that would take her to her room.

A room where by now, all her hybrids were gathered.

Her walk quickened as she skipped in certain places, both nervous and excited to meet them now. At the beginning, she had not paid much attention to them, their physiques, looks, breeds, behaviour or anything. How could she? Being new and so involved in navigating her way.

But now, all of them were hers. Now, she needed to know everything about them.

Especially their breeds. All she knew were 3, Seokjin, Jimin and Hoseok. Among the 3, she did not know which face belonged to the names she knew of the snake hybrids. Coming to think of that, what kind of snake?

Hopefully, not any poisonous or dangerous species. Maybe, one of the harmless water snakes?

Yes, she thought, they had to be one of the non poisonous small snake species. Already the production of snake hybrids was considered dangerous and was discontinued, goes to reason that only non threatening species would be left.

As for the rest of the cats, maybe cheetahs or cougars.

Reaching the staircase, Anya ran up without seeing if anyone was watching. Everyone would be bidding by now.

She reached the landing of the first floor and turned quickly to the west wing, running now to reach her room, her hair and dress delicately swirling as the wind passed by. She heard her guards running to keep up with her but that did not make her slow down.

When she turned to her corridor, it was to see all three guards in front of her door. At that sight, she stopped suddenly, breathing a little fast. Peter looked at her and gave her a thumbs up with a smile. Everything had gone smoothly.

Heart beating wildly in her chest, she slowly approached the door.

"Call me if you need anything" Peter said as she reached out to grasp the handle.

Steadying her breath, she opened the door to meet her hybrids.

7 pairs of dark eyes lifted to hers as soon as she looked in her room.

"Welcome Master." A velvety voice called out to her. The voice was so seductive and deep that it made her skin breakout in goosebumps.

She realized one thing. Broken conditioning had this aspect to it she had not considered.

She was in trouble.

A/N: At last Anya and the boys are together. Now, will begin their journey with each other filled with trust, love, lust and friendship.

I am very excited to write about what lies ahead... it will be a bit dark, sensuous, filled with fluff and eventual smut.

Are you enjoying it so far?